your spirit is shattered
the trauma to your soul, massive
you tell me your sins
as though I was your confessor,
but the redemption you need can not come from me
how many candles should I light?
how many Hail Mary’s can I say
to eradicate this pain?
although the wounds will heal
irreparable damage has been done
and my heart aches for you
can you find your way back?
tell me what to do, what you need
to ease this pain
I stretch out my hand, grab hold
I offer a shoulder, lean on me
I open my heart and surround you with love
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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